Clato oneshots & drabbles

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Cato's final kill was Thresh.

He lost his bloodlust since then.
He already accepted his fate that the odds were never in his favor.

He waits for the crowd's favorite star-crossed lovers at the cornucopia. Like a predator waiting for its prey. However, it's the opposite for him.

Then he heard them, running to the cornucopia to escape the mutts chasing them.

He mustered all the strength and will left in him to fight back.

He had Peeta in a headlock, trying to use him as a shield from Katniss who's pointing an arrow at him.

"Go on! I'm dead anyway!" he said, knowing at that moment he's no longer a vicious career tribute. "I always was, right? I didn't know that until now."

He looks at Katniss dead in the eyes.
"I can still do this. One more kill. It's the only thing I know how to do. Bringing pride to my district! Not that it matters." his voice faltered.

With just a blink of an eye, Katniss shoots an arrow on his hand. Making him release Peeta and he was thrown down where bunch of mutts are waiting. Fear crept into him as he realized how it's going to end.

Thinking about what Clove must have felt in her final moments broke his heart. "I'm sorry I was late." he mumbled. Then he felt agonizing pain over his body which didn't last long.

He can finally be with her.